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    Death always felt that it was the fault of those monsters and curses that they had been separated from the Mother God for so many years.

    If they didn't appear suddenly and disturb the peace of the small world, Death would not have left the ancient ruins in order to deal with the monsters.

    As for whether the vision is possible, it is the sequelae caused by the Mother Goddess's random use of time manipulation skills, and Death God doesn't care.

    It is the god of death, and the life and death of human beings has nothing to do with it.

    In its eyes, the Mother Goddess is always right.

    So the pot of destroying world peace was thrown on those messy creatures by the god of death.

    Hearing the Mother God's boyfriend say that there is a monster's breath in its territory, the God of Death folded his arms and sneered, "I only have corpses here, and there are no dirty things like monsters."

    Thinking of the scene of Jiang Ying and Qin Huo kissing earlier, the god of death was silent for a moment, and reluctantly called out, "Father God."

    Qin Huo:?!

    He became a father?

    The joy of becoming a father for the first time occupied Qin Huo's nerves and dispelled the vigilance he had just raised.

    He was patronizingly looking up and down at his son who was several hundred years old, not noticing the abnormality in the city.

    Fortunately, Jiang Ying's IQ is still online.

    Qin Huo's words aroused his vigilance. He opened his backpack and took out the old-fashioned music box, and turned the small handle on it.

    Two plastic figurines with short arms and short legs began to spin slowly on the music box.

    Intermittent music echoed in the car.

    Grim Reaper looked down a few times, feeling a little nostalgic, "It's been a long time since I heard this sound. When Deep Sea was still a little mermaid, I liked listening to the Mother God turn the music box the most."

    Liu Dangran couldn't understand the ancient divine language, and Jiang Ying was busy predicting the short-term future.Qin Huo, the only one who could be regarded as leisure, took the initiative to ask: "Little mermaid?"

    "Yes, if you don't count the mass-produced sons of gods, then the evil god of the deep sea is the youngest adopted son of the mother god. When the mother god brought it back, it was a beauty with a beautiful silver fishtail. It's a pity that it grew uglier as it grew.Temperament is getting more and more boring."

    "When did the deep sea grow crooked? How did it change from a mermaid to a fish-shaped monster?"

    The Grim Reaper, who was a bit of a literary youth, still looked at the old-fashioned music box with nostalgia.Looking back on the past, there was a trace of regret and sympathy in its deep and hoarse voice.

    "It was the time when visions gradually occurred in various parallel worlds. The source of the power of each high-level evil god is related to its name and ability."

    "For example, the mother goddess is the lord of time and space, and he is with time and space. As long as time does not disappear, the lord of time and space will not die. I am the god of death, and the more dead lives are, the stronger my power will be. The Lord of Judgment is in charge of justice and justice.Judgment, which is born of law and fair judgment."

    Qin Huo quickly understood its meaning, "So none of the high-level evil gods will die?"

    "Not necessarily, if the energy obtained in a short period of time is not enough to repair the wounds on the body. Or if there is no way to obtain energy for a long time, we will die."

    The God of Death's voice faltered for a moment, and it seemed a little sad, but outsiders couldn't tell.

    "Just like the evil god of the deep sea."

    Qin Huo imitated the plots in the film and television drama, sat next to the god of death, and patted it on the shoulder lovingly like an old father.

    It's a pity that his son is not a human being, and Qin Huo's hand was deeply sunk in the black liquid on Death's body.

    Until now, he didn't understand why the strength of Xiao Ying's arms was so gentle when she hugged the god of death just now.

    Qin Huo pulled out his hand violently.

    Under the gaze of Death, he wiped the liquid on his hands, blushed and quickly changed the topic.

    "So the evil god of the deep sea relies on the ocean to obtain energy, but something happened to the ocean in the parallel world."

    "Yes, during that time, the oceans of many parallel worlds were severely polluted. Its body mutated little by little, and finally changed from a beautiful and charming mermaid in the legend to an ugly anglerfish."

    "The ocean can no longer provide it with enough energy, it can't heal itself, and it can't be effectively rescued. In the end, the deep sea evil god will die of serious injuries."

    Thinking of Yuzi, Qin Huo gradually became depressed. "Marine pollution refers to... plastic waste, industrial sewage discharge, overfishing?"

    Although Death's whole body was shrouded in black mist, only a pair of scarlet eyes were exposed, Qin Huo still felt its helplessness.

    The god of death hesitated to speak, and finally heaved a long sigh, "I can see that Father God, you have watched a lot of public service videos and have a strong awareness of environmental protection. But unfortunately, the deep-sea mutation has nothing to do with human activities.A batch of low-level evil gods and monsters that appeared crawled out of the ocean. It was curses, evil gods, and monsters that polluted the ocean.”

    Qin Huo nodded thoughtfully.

    No wonder when Jiang Ying made a prophecy, the Black Butterfly Pendant showed in the predicted future that if they first searched for the evil god of the deep sea, they would return in vain.

    Because the appearance of the evil god of the deep sea has been changing according to the situation of the ocean.

    Before Jiang Ying finished her prophecy, the two little plastic figures on the old-fashioned music box were fighting against the air with fists and kicks.

    This indicates that they will experience a tough battle today, but they just don't know how it will end.

    Qin Huo came back to his senses, and looked at his newly recognized son with a little curiosity, "If according to what you said, is the desert lord Arsha with the desert?"

    The god of death was silent for a moment, "No, it is the only special one among all the high-level evil gods. When I was brought home from the border of hell by the mother god, Arsha was already in the palace. It is the first adopted son of the mother god.It's mysterious."

    It paused, and looked at Jiang Ying at the side without any trace.

    After confirming that the mother god's attention was not here, it lowered its voice and explained: "However, there are rumors that the mother god lived too long and could not bear the long loneliness. So he used himself as a template to create a companion doll. This companionIt does not include the meaning of husband and wife, but only refers to close friends or companions."

    "After picking up me, the Lord of Judgment, and the evil god of the deep sea one after another, Arsha changed from the mother god's companion doll to his eldest son."

    Qin Huo frowned slightly, "Then what is its source of power? What is it with?"

    The Grim Reaper didn't answer right away, and the black mist on his body began to roll violently uncontrollably.

    After a long time, it pretended to be casual and said: "It is with the Mother God. If the Mother God is strong, it will be strong. If the Mother God is weak, it will be weak. Compared with an independent individual, it is more like an avatar attached to the Mother God..”

    Qin Huo: ...

    With Jiang Ying?It doesn't make sense.

    He is jealous.

    At this moment, the two small figures on the music box finally finished their fight and stopped waving their tiny arms and legs.

    The plastic figurine, which was already crippled, became even more wretched due to the devastation it had suffered.One of the villains was still dying on the ground, and it seemed that he was not far from death.

    Jiang Ying and Liu Dangran get together to study who the dead villain is.

    According to the fact that the villain neither hissed nor twisted like a snake before he died, the two of them turned their eyes to Death.

    Jiang Ying is the mother god, and Qin Huo is the father god.

    The Grim Reaper's eyes scanned the interior of the carriage, and finally fell on the only weak, pitiful and helpless human being.

    Liu Dangran waved his hand, "This villain is very good at fighting, and the role it plays can't be me. I'm a civil servant, and I'm good at cooking."

    The god of death turned his gaze, and was about to fall on Qin Huo again.

    At this moment, Jiang Ying, who had been silent all this time, frowned tightly, "You are the one who died, God of Death."

    If someone else said such a thing, Death would definitely sneer a few times.But on the other side is its beloved mother god, and no matter what happens, it will not laugh at its god.

    Considering that the Mother Goddess in front of her had just woken up not long ago, she couldn't remember many things.Reaper explained to Qin Huo what he had said before.

    Jiang Ying pondered for a while, "If no one in this world happens to die in a short period of time when you are seriously injured, what should you do?"

    The god of death raised his head proudly, "Death is with all things."

    Jiang Ying narrowed her eyes slowly, "Let me put it another way, even if you want to help Arsha cultivate an army of immortals, you don't need to stay here for hundreds of years, and you don't even have a chance to go out."

    "The reason why you cooperated with God Paradise at the beginning was not because the high-level officials of the paradise promised that they would help you investigate the whereabouts of your lover, the Lord of Judgment, and let him come to you. In exchange, you will provide shelter for God Paradise,reach a long-term cooperation."

    The black mist of death began to float randomly.

    Jiang Ying tapped the table with her fingertips, her eyes examined and helplessly stared at the god of death, "Am I guessing right?"

    The Grim Reaper sat upright in the carriage, bowed his head and said nothing.

    Jiang Ying sighed softly, "Even if my strength has not fully recovered, I am still the Lord of Time and Space. I can see that this desert city is another time and space independent of the ruins of the ancient gods. If my guess is correct,This should be a space Arsha has opened up for you alone."

    "You are trapped here and can't go anywhere. When you ask it why, Arsha will tell you, 'The curse in the ancient ruins is too powerful, and the mutation in this parallel world is too serious. It is gradually getting out of my control.But don't worry, I will find a way to release you.' or 'Sorry, my strength is used to maintain the balance of the world. I am too weak to manage this space freely for the time being.'

    Putting away the old-fashioned music box, Jiang Ying sat down beside the God of Death, "You also doubted it, but you think that since Arsha asked you to help train the immortal army, and kept sending corpses over, it means that he will definitely destroy the army in the future.Go out, when the time comes, you will naturally be able to leave this space with the army.”

    "Actually, you should also be vaguely aware that Arsha is weird, and guess that you may be imprisoned in a time and space by your brother for hundreds of years. But you have no other choice but to believe it."

    Under Qin Huo's shocked gaze, Jiang Ying stretched her hand into the thick black mist, and accurately held the hand of Death.

    He is like a mature and reliable parent, gently comforting his child.

    "It's okay, I'm back, and no one will imprison you in the future. Come with me, let's leave here together, find the Lord of Judgment, and rebuild a new God Paradise that truly belongs to us."

    The Grim Reaper didn't answer, the black mist enveloped its whole body, and others couldn't see its expression.

    After a long time, Jiang Ying felt that the god of death was holding his hand.

    ————

    Successfully relying on the card of family affection, abducted... to win over the helpless god of death who was plotted by her brother, Jiang Ying was in a good mood.

    The old-fashioned music box had given an early warning, and Jiang Ying didn't take the time to celebrate, and was about to leave the desert city with Death immediately.

    The Grim Reaper obviously hesitated, this city was his painstaking effort, and he was reluctant to leave for a while.

    Although she didn't know what form the crisis predicted by the music box would take, Jiang Ying decided to be more cautious.

    While asking Qin Huo to use his mental power to check the entire dungeon, he entrusted Liu Dangran to look through the information of the dungeon to see if there was anything suspicious.

    On the other hand, she used her identity as the mother god to give psychological education to the god of death who was PUAed by Arsha.

    Grim Reaper prefers his Mother Goddess to his erratic older brother.Whatever Jiang Ying said, it felt very right, which made Jiang Ying very relieved.

    Under Jiang Ying's persuasion, the god of death decided to pack his luggage immediately and leave on the train of the mother god.

    Jiang Ying guessed right before, his two adopted sons, the God of Death and the Lord of Judgment, had indeed developed a relationship behind his back.

    However, they do not have any blood relationship, and the species differ by vast distance.In addition, during the time and space lord's reign, all panting creatures are the people of God, and all the people in the world are brothers.

    So Reaper didn't feel that he had done anything wrong.

    Anyway, no matter who it falls in love with, the other party is the child of the mother god.

    The legend is true, Grim Reaper does have a lover who likes to collect action figures.Before being used by Arsha, the immortals it produced were indeed gifts for the Lord of Judgment.

    In the years of simulating the city master in the dungeon, Reaper has saved a lot of good things.

    Some were picked from corpses, some were sacrificed by the transit station God Paradise, and some were snatched from God Paradise's men... borrowed.

    After leading the mother god into his treasure house, the god of death is preparing to introduce its treasure to the mother.

    At this moment, Qin Huoti sneaked away from Liu Dangran, and appeared in front of the treasure house door.

    He frowned, his face was extremely ugly, "I remember that the elevator hidden behind the clouds above the city is the only exit here, and only people can enter but not exit."

    Reaper nodded.

    Originally, the four high-level evil gods more or less had the ability to travel through space.

    Reaper has it too, but it can't get out.

    It asked Arsha, and its good brother lied that it was a small accident caused by space mutation, and promised to help it find a solution.He may have done something behind his back to trap it here on purpose.

    Therefore, after realizing that the top management of God Paradise did not help him find the trace of the Lord of Judgment at all.Even if the Grim Reaper is angry again, he can only take revenge on God Paradise by deceiving the high-level.

    It was thoughtful at the time.

    Sacrificing tens of thousands of people to summon the Lord of Judgment can not only consume the elites and players of the paradise, but also the god of death can take the opportunity to gain a lot of power.

    Most importantly, the Lord of Judgment is a god who does not keep his word.Even if it receives the benefits of God Paradise, it is impossible to shelter God Paradise.

    At present, the god of death does not know that his plan was destroyed by Jiang Ying.No one told it the real reason for the downfall of God Paradise, it thought it was Arsha's handwriting.

    Qin Huo kept turning his head and looking back, "The corpses in the dungeon are usually transported by elevator?"

    The god of death hummed, "It's normal if you see a corpse falling from the sky."

    "Is it normal to drop tens of thousands of corpses in one breath?"

    "...?"

    The god of death opened the curtains, and everyone looked up through the window to look outside.

    From a distance, there seems to be a black line that can move in the sky.

    At first, Jiang Ying was still wondering what it was, but then he realized it.

    That is not a line, it is a steady stream of corpses falling from the sky according to a fixed route.

    For a moment, the black mist on Death God's body stopped rolling, and it murmured in a low voice: "This is not normal."

    Liu Dangran couldn't understand the words of the god of death, and he didn't have time to care about those now.

    Holding a folder in his arms, he hurriedly said: "Brother Ying, I compared some of the information provided by Su Xinrou before, and found that at least one-third of the dead citizens in this city were once the experimental subjects of the 'artificial god' ceremony!The other corpses likely underwent various experiments before being released into the desert city."

    "I suspect that they may carry a potential curse, or some powerful ritual that has not been activated. I am pregnant with Arsha to kill the god of death!"

    Jiang Ying reacted quickly. While taking out the small train, he turned his head to look at Death.

    The god still shrouded itself in black mist, making its expression invisible.

    It's just that a few more drops of black viscous liquid appeared on the clean floor.

    When Qin Huo and Liu Dangran went to observe the corpse outside the window, the black mist from the God of Death floated to the hem of Jiang Ying's clothes, as if holding onto the corner of his clothes.

    Jiang Ying threw the little train to the ground, nodding to the god of death.

    Come, the mother god will take you to fly.

    The German team lost, alas.

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